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Besos!
I hated you because I couldn’t stop loving you.
Charlie picks up her wine glass. “If she’s not careful, news of this will get out, and the next thing you know, she’ll be the butt of jokes on late-night TV. Her name will be turned into a verb. ‘Dude, my ex went psycho. She’s pulling a Jenna.’”
“What about when I use your razor?”
“Every time I nick myself with the dull blade, it’ll be a reminder of how much I love you.”
I laugh. “Now I think you’re the one on drugs.”
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¿Quién no ama a los vampiros? <3 |
Génesis es críada desde el momento que nació, de que sería llamada para que algún día tenga que atender a los Inmortales de una manera u otra. Le enseñan lo que supuestamente debería hacer para ellos, que tipos de inmortales existen y como complacerlos."You'll know... Because you'll be so on fire for me, you'll think nothing else. Not food, water, safety - not anything. Your only need will be me."
She gave me her body. In return, I gave her my soul.
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Javier tan sexy en su traje en mi mente |
The two of us sat on our thrones, king and queen, with the kind of ease you'd find from an old married couple on a broken down porch, mosquitos buzzing hungrily at their ears. But the mosquitos drew more blood each time. One drop here, one suck there. Eventually you'd be hollowed out. It didn't matter how content you were, how they took. Bloodsuckers never rest until they're full. -Javier
He tucked my hair behind my ear and said, "You certainly don't look like a Queen right now."I couldn't help but smile back. "Some queens like getting dirty."
For all his cunning ambition and ruthless ways, Javier Bernal really did love me. He was devoted and as much mine as I was his.
I was only him and it was only me. King and Queen. That's all that existed in this rusted bloody space, between these two tortured, filthy souls.
Luisa kissed me sofltly on the forehead. "javier, my love. Go to Tijuana. Do the right deals. Kill the right people. Then come back here and fuck me." She ran her hands down the side of my face, smiling wickedly. "This is your empire. Go build it."And so I did.
I know what he means, too. I think of that saying, "Sticks and stones can break your bones but names can never hurt you," and how it's all backwards. Sticks and stones and fists CAN break your bones, but it's the words that break your heart. (...) All the world's a circus. Sometimes you choose your act and sometimes it's assigned to you.
"Looks like we're both here to learn how to be the best at getting people off."
My brows snapped down. "Well that's... that's a disgusting way to put it."
I liked him, I had already admitted it. I liked Carson Stinger, Straight Male Performer.
"I try to believe that something beautiful can result from something ugly, and that there will come a time when I'll get to see what that is. You helped me see my own picture, Archer."
"I think love is a concept, and each person has an individual word for what sums it up for them. My word for love is Bree"
"Kira", he murmured turning to me, "I want you to know that I've made a new vow - one I intent to live by for the rest of my life." (...) "We're married, and there will be times when we disagree or fight, or even question the other. There will be times when loving you brings up every fear inside me. But my vow is this: no matter what happens, I will never leave the room until we've worked through it." His eyes moved over my fave, his expression gentle and vulnerable. "And by that, I mean I won't draw away inside mysef either. I'll stay present ultil we've solved the issue between us, no matter how long it takes. I don't want yo ever to worry I'll push you away again. I vow that to you with my whole heart".